Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
I didn’t come in here, meaning for this to happen, but it’s like I told her. My body takes over, and so does hers. Her hole pulses around my finger as the last moments of the orgasm grip her. Then she leans up on her elbows, looking down at me with her flushed red cheeks and wide, shocked eyes.
“What are we doing?” she whispers.
I stand slowly, looming over her. My dick presses firmly, urgently, against the inside of my pants. My balls rush with seed, demanding that I take her here, now, take her hard, and claim her.
“Forever,” I pant huskily. “Forever. Me and you.”
“We should…”
“No,” I snap. “Don’t say it. Don’t, Emma.”
She was going to say stop. I can’t let her because she’s right. We shouldn’t be doing this.
“My seed belongs inside of you,” I say, my hand straying to my belt. “Take that top off. Show me those big, beautiful tits. You’re going to breastfeed our children with those, aren’t you, Emma?”
She sits up, pulls her top over her head, and unclips her bra. My body trembles volcano-like as I get ready to erupt. Her tits are so full, her nipples so juicy and perfect.
Think, a small voice yells inside. Do you really want to do this before Rosa gives her blessing? But I can’t listen to the voice. Not when I’ve pulled my pants down, tore my shirt off, buttons popping. Not when my underwear is the only thing containing my thick, rock-hard dick.
“Leo,” she whispers, gazing up, her thighs soaked from her release.
“I know,” I groan.
We’re acknowledging the fact we’ve gone too far already. We’re admitting that we must back down before it’s too late.
“What if I can’t?” she asks.
“You can. Your young pussy is soaked, and last time, I got carried away. I tried to take you from behind to see that big ass bounce for me. Lie down, Emma. Get comfortable. Open those thick legs. I’m taking your hole. It belongs to me.”
“I belong to you,” she whispers, lying on the silk sheets. “All of me, every part. I’m all yours.”
I lie on her, holding myself up with my hands, looking down into her eyes. She grabs onto my arms, digging her fingernails in.
“You’re so hard. So strong. This is for real, isn’t it? Me and you forever?”
“Forever,” I say firmly. “Nothing could ever stop me from loving you.”
“L-loving?” She gasps. “Leo?”
“Loving,” I say fiercely, guiding my lips to hers.
She doesn’t flinch at her own taste. She sinks passionately into the kiss, both of us lost in the pleasure. Then she almost makes me lose it. Reaching down, she wraps her hand around my shaft, stroking, spreading precome all over my length.
“I can do it,” she says, a note of sassiness in her voice. “I want it. Us. The future. All of it. I love you.”
“I love you too, so much,” I tell her. “Now guide my dick to your hole.”
She moves her hand. When I feel my tip brush against her slit, I let out a long, slow breath, steadying myself. I remind myself to be civilized, not to ravage her like the hunger inside tells me to. I’ve always had this savage nature inside me, this hunger that won’t stop.
I’ve tried to satiate it in the Family life, in business, and sometimes in moments of violence so fierce they’d make most normal men shudder. Shed a goddamn tear. I have always had this wild quality. Now I know what it is. In my mind, I let it out.
I imagine thrusting inside her, gliding hard and obsessively into her. Pounding her young pussy as she moans and creams and struggles to get used to my size. When she does, in the dream, she’s pouring her juices all down my length. In real life, I give some of myself to the part of me Emma has brought out—the lover, the soulmate.
“I love you,” I say, kissing the edge of her mouth.
“I l-l-l…”
She can’t finish the sentence when I push into her entrance. Unlike last time, her slit opens for me. She clings tightly to my tip, soaked and tight as I push deeper, savoring every moment. It’s not just the tight-as-fuck physical sensation. It’s the knowledge too.
We’re building something here. We’re entering a new phase.
She moans as only she can because it triggers even more possession in me. I lean up to watch her tits as I glide all the way in. Her hole squeezes my base, and her eyes widen as she stares at me.
“Oh, h-hell,” she whispers.
“You’re perfect,” I growl. “My perfect woman with her perfectly tight hole.”
“Hmm.” A shaky smile touches her lips, but her expression shifts into pleasure. “It’s good, and I c-c-can…”
“Can what?” I demand, slowly slipping out of her.
I’m fighting the beast inside, the mafia Don. The darkness that made me so suited to this life. It will always be there in some form, the fierceness I can draw out any time I want, but I’m so much more with Emma.